Reckless Youth of Delinquency

After the first piece of glass broke, everyone following me knew what to do. More than 700 people were like a flood that had been released from the gate, flowing quickly to every corner of the Beiqi teaching building. They picked up their swords, guns and sticks and smashed the windows, doors and glass of every classroom. Angry roars came from all directions. I don’t know if it’s our people or the people from Beiqi.

Facing this moment, everyone is angry!

After I smashed the first glass, there were already crowds of people in front of and behind me. I jumped into the classroom from the window, ignoring the astonished students inside, and swung the steel pipe at the unfortunate guy closest to me. Was he a gangster who attacked us before? This is no longer important, now I have directed my anger to every boy in Beiqi. Our people kept pouring in from the windows and doors, and the girls in the classroom screamed.

Under my leadership, all the boys in this classroom suffered. Just like we were suddenly attacked without any precautions in the morning, these people have no room and ability to fight back. Although the students from Beiqi often brought their own guys with them, they were completely frightened by the countless people who came in, and let the steel pipes and machetes hit each of them. Of course, no one touched the girls, but they still shrank to the corner like frightened sparrows.

There were also some boys who were a little more clever. They knew that they would not be happy with this situation and tried to escape out of the classroom door. However, they were slashed to the ground before they even reached the door. In almost an instant, the classroom was in a mess. Tables, stools, desks, and even the blackboard were smashed. The young man's energy, which had nowhere to vent, was transformed into the destructive power of actual actions. He saw every living and dead thing rushing forward mercilessly, enjoying the joy of destruction to his heart's content. It is no exaggeration to say that even the flower pots on the windowsill were brutally attacked. The crazy students had smashed almost everything they could.

Some people even stepped on the table and jumped with all their strength, smashing the fluorescent lamps hanging from the ceiling. The fragments flew down and landed on other people's heads and faces, but no one cared. Everyone's face was covered in Excited look. Faced with such a crazy attack, some students in the classroom even let out desperate cries, especially the girls gathered in the corner. Although no one touched them, their screams and cries still filled our eardrums. .

A boy in a vocational college uniform couldn't help it anymore and ran toward them brandishing a machete. Perhaps he just wanted to scare them, but their screams became louder. "What are you doing?!" Yu Chengfei shouted violently, and the student remained silent in anger. Yu Chengfei glanced at the classroom. There were almost no students who could stand up. He pulled me while I was still punching and kicking a certain student. We walked out the door together. As soon as we left the classroom, more than a dozen students armed with steel pipes attacked us. I recognize these people, they are Yang Wei and his men. I said without mercy: "Fight!" and then I was the first to rush forward.

Yang Wei cursed: "Wang Hao, you brought people from Chenggao and Vocational College to Beiqi. You are really a coward without a dick in your pants!" Then he suddenly swung the steel pipe and aimed it at my head with thunderous momentum. Called over. Just as I was about to raise the steel pipe to block, a person came out from behind. Yuan Shao grabbed Yang Wei's hair and slashed his belly with a knife.

"Stop talking nonsense to grandpa!" After cutting the knife, Mr. Yuan kicked him out. Yang Wei lay on the ground holding his stomach, looking at the blood on his hands, and then at the wound on his belly, and suddenly said howled in fear.

The two sides had already fought, but they were no match for them. However, after a while, they were lying in a mess on the corridor, with a pool of blood flowing from their bodies. It could be called a one-sided massacre. A student who had not been harmed for the time being saw this situation, showed extreme fear in his eyes, screamed, turned around and ran away. Zhang Beichen chased after him two steps and slashed the student's back with a knife. The student ran forward two more steps, blood seeped out from his back, and he fell straight to the ground.

Even though my heart is cruel and dark because of Ye Zhan's condition, my head still buzzed when I saw this situation. Yu Chengfei patted my shoulder and said, "It's okay. Beichen's cut was shallow and couldn't kill anyone, but scars will definitely be left." I nodded and said, "Go to Hou Shengshuo!"

A group of us walked along the corridor to the second grade of high school. There were many people walking back and forth in the corridor, and every classroom was screaming violently. The entire Beiyuan No. 7 Middle School was in a hellish situation. In the chaos just now, we have been completely separated from Xiaochun, Brick and the others, and they should also be fighting in other classrooms.

When I walked past a window, the glass had been smashed. I looked around the campus. Many people had already spread the battlefield into the snow outside. Under the dim street lights, snowflakes were still floating endlessly. The two parties were fighting together, and from time to time, the sound of fighting was heard. The sounds, the sounds of flesh tearing, the sounds of injured screams, and the puddles of blood in the snow were shocking.

Is this what I want?

Under the crazy attacks from students from Chenggao and Vocational College, the students from Beiqi finally responded. Regardless of whether they were gangsters or not, they quickly organized themselves to fight with us outside "mobs". The flames of war burned from the teaching building to the campus. Along the way, students lying on the ground could be seen everywhere, including Cheng Gao and Vocational college students.

I couldn't bear to read any more, so Yu Chengfei patted me on the shoulder again: "Now that you've done it, don't regret it!"

I nodded, still feeling a little sad or afraid. What will happen after such a great war? I can't imagine it at all. Yu Chengfei was holding a machete. There was still a trace of blood on the machete. He just heard him say again: "Think about Ye Zhan!"

I was shocked again. Yes, think about Ye Zhan! He was still in the emergency room of the hospital, uncertain whether he was alive or dead, and the culprits were these bastards from Beiqi. Since I initiated this bloody battle, it’s not my turn to come now, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, benevolent woman!

I lifted the steel pipe, and the anger in my body surged up again. I wanted to cut Hou Shengshuo into pieces right now!

The classroom could no longer accommodate the fighting between the two sides, and most of the students had already poured into the campus, fighting each other under the wind and snow. Every time I passed a window, I couldn't help but look down, and suddenly I saw a figure dodging in the crowd, hitting other people's heads with the bricks in their hands from time to time. Every time he smashed a piece, he took out another one from his pocket, and he did it decisively and neatly, without any sloppiness. Remembering that he had also shed tears for Ye Zhan, it turned out that everyone had already established a deep relationship through getting along day and night. This hero, who has always been a loner, also has moments when he is furious for his loyalty!

As we walked along, everything that could be smashed had been smashed. Whether it was the windows in the corridor, the blackboard, desks, chairs, or lights in the classroom, everything was in a mess, as if locusts were passing through. In every classroom, there are a group of girls huddled in the corner crying, and there are always some boys lying on the ground, ranging from four or five to more than a dozen. Among them are students from Beijing No. 7, as well as students from City High School and Vocational College.

I walked side by side with Yu Chengfei and others. Perhaps I could feel the strong hostility in our group. Almost no students dared to provoke us anymore. There were students from Beiqi who were running in the corridor and turned around immediately when they saw us. Just run, just stand by the wall and dare not move. But their cowardice did not bring peace. As soon as we walked over, there were always screams behind us.

I didn't look back to see who had cut it, because I was afraid I would be upset. And I know that since I have done it, I must fight it to the end.

In the entire Beiqi, the students who have a relationship with me have been kicked out of the school in the morning, so the only ones who can stay in the school now are the gangsters who obey Hou Shengshuo's orders. Even those students who are not helping each other are now Already taking up arms and fighting with "foreign mobs". To them, I am not a student of Beiqi at all, and I never have been. When they call me, they always call me "Wang Hao from the city high". So facing them, I shouldn't have a trace of pity!

When passing by a classroom, I heard a loud noise coming from inside, which seemed to be the sound of the desk being pushed down. Mixed with the cries of several girls, a sharp voice rang out: "Defend our home of Beiqi." , Beat these Cheng High students to death!" I knew something was wrong as soon as I heard that. I hurried in and took a look. I saw more than ten boys from Beiqi School pushing into a corner, and in the corner were four or five students from Cheng High School. , Liu Zihong was holding a broken wooden stick in his hand, trembling and confronting these people. He was not with Gong Ning and the others, and he probably got separated in the chaos.

The classroom was so chaotic that those people didn't notice that we had entered. Liu Zihong and the others were surrounded and didn't see me coming in. One of the students from Beiqi scolded: "How dare a coward like you come to our Beiqi?!"

Liu Zihong's head was covered with cold sweat, but he still held half of the wooden stick in front of him and said tremblingly: "If you dare to offend Brother Hao, we will fight to the death with you!"

The students from Beiqi burst into laughter. "Hahaha, you Brother Hao are just street rats in our school!" "You can't get along in Beiqi, so I can only call you cannon fodder!" "A few hundred people want to come to Beiqi to cause trouble? There are thousands of us!"

"I'll fight with you!" Liu Zihong waved the wooden stick in his hand and hit the one who smiled the hardest.